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so we're in request land now for the next several many songs many many many
so I hope your wishes come true
mm-hmm
piano plays softly
I cross the skies
Windows open
I cross the skies
From you
Windows open
I cross the galaxy tonight
Could this night I was far away
I cross the skies
To be with you here tonight
Windows open
Windows open
In my head
I found you there
Windows open
In my head
I found you there
I found you there
And running around and following me
But you don't
Want it there
But I find that I have
Now more than ever
Than I ever wanted to
So maybe
Thomas Jefferson
Wasn't born in your bed
Like you have said
And maybe I'm just a horizon
You run to
When she's gone
And he has left
Left you there
Windows open
Left you here
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Windows open
Dark window
Show you the roses that brush all the snow
Open their petals again and again
You know that apple green ice cream
Can melt in your hands
I can't
So
I held your hand at the fair
And even forgot what time it was
And even Thomas Jefferson
Wasn't born in your bed
Like you
He said
Maybe I'm just the horizon you run to
When she is left
Left
Left
Left you and me
He said
You're alone on the floor
You're counting my feathers
As the bells toll
You see
The bow and the belt
And the girl from the south
Are favorites of mine
You know them all
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Scream brings fresh little puddles
That makes it all clear
Makes it all
What
Do you know
Do you know
What this is doing to me
What this is doing to me
What is this doing to me?
My window's open
What, what is this doing to me?
Oh, doing to me, yeah
Window's open
Here in my head